At the bottom of the cave, Yi Tian and He Weiming looked at each other, then they each cast a spell to attack Qian Lingzi's head.
Yi Tian had already practiced the Wisdom King's Hand to the extreme, and after seeing Luo Que use the spell combination, he had an epiphany.
Then he put away the totem in his hand and used the three forms of the Wisdom King's Hand like Luo Que did before. Then his figure flashed and flew toward Qian Lingzi.
Six different seals appeared on each of his palms, forming a strong gale of Dao Aura around his body. Then, he attacked Qian Lingzi's position.
At the same time, He Weiming summoned pitch-black demonic flames from his palms to form a one-foot-long ball of raging flames, ready to be unleashed.
After Qian Lingzi regained control of his body, the first thing he did was to face Yi Tian's violent attack. He had dealt with this move countless times, and after a quick glance, he knew that it was powerful.
Under normal circumstances, Qian Lingzi wouldn't put it in his eyes, but now he couldn't be indifferent. He stretched out his hand and drew two rays of light in front of his chest, forming a tai chi diagram. Then he spat out a mouthful of blood, which more than doubled the defense of the tai chi diagram.
With a loud bang, the seals on Yi Tian's six hands gathered together to form a fierce astral wind that blasted toward Qian Lingzi.
A cyan whirlwind sucked out all the spirit power in the area and turned into hundreds of fists that instantly hit Qian Lingzi's tai chi diagram.
Under the onslaught of fists, a crack appeared in the middle of the black and white Taiji diagram. Then, cracks quickly spread out, and the entire Taiji diagram's defense collapsed.
Of course, Yi Tian wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity. Relying on his Asura body movement and Golden Sun body technique, he closed in on Qian Lingzi step by step. He used hand-to-hand combat to break through Qian Lingzi's defensive spell.
There were a few muffled sounds, which were the sounds of fists hitting the body. Yi Tian also deliberately avoided his lower dantian and focused on his chest and head.
Suddenly, his fist swelled up as he felt the backlash of his opponent's spiritual power. He hurriedly retreated.
Then, a golden Sword Qi appeared on Qian Lingzi's body to protect him, but his momentum was much weaker than before. He must have been seriously injured.
At the very least, the force of his fist must have corroded some of his veins.
After Yi Tian's figure flashed and retreated, Qian Lingzi was just about to counterattack when he suddenly saw a Devil Flame Fireball flying towards him, which was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes. It was He Weiming who took the opportunity to fill in the gap, not giving Qian Lingzi the slightest chance to breathe.
In the face of such an attack, Qian Lingzi had no choice but to stop the spell in his hand. He once again gathered his Sword Qi in an attempt to catch the demonic fire.
With a whoosh, the golden sword energy around him was activated, and then it turned into a golden light that directly met the Demonic Flame Ball. The two spells lingered in the air for a while before the Sword Qi pierced into the Magic Flame Ball, shattering it into a bunch of fireworks and exploding in the air.
A few seconds was enough for Yi Tian to mobilize his spiritual power and cast a spell again. Before Qian Lingzi had time to adjust his breath, a one-foot mirror flashed on his hands. Then a trace of white true flame appeared on his fingertips, and he cast the Clear Sky Mirror.
A white light penetrated the black Demonic Flame Ball in front of him and directly shone on Qian Lingzi's forehead. Suddenly, the spiritual power in his body suddenly became very slow, and he could no longer mobilize his spiritual power as smoothly as before.
Qian Lingzi opened his mouth and scolded, "Ji Xuanyuan's Li Huo Hao Tian Mirror, how can you learn all of our spells? Fate is really unfair."
Although he restrained him for a while, Yi Tian knew that it was definitely not so easy. Qian Lingzi was more terrifying than the enemies he faced before. Even if he was illuminated by the divine light of the Clear Sky Mirror, the spiritual power in his body could still be mobilized slowly, but the efficiency was about 30% lower than before.
Then he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to He Weiming, "Mister, put in more effort, I can't hold it for long."
He Weiming saw the opportunity and once again cast the Demonic Flame. This time, he gathered the true flame in his palm and directly flashed to three feet away from Qian Lingzi's right side, then he aimed the Demonic Flame in his palm at Qian Lingzi's head.
The pitch-black Devil Flame easily broke through Qian Lingzi's protective shield. When it was about to land on his head, Qian Lingzi's body shook violently. A Spiritual Pressure whirlwind spun from his forehead, and then his spiritual power exploded, instantly pushing the protective shield back up again.
Then, under the direct light of the Clear Sky Mirror, he was able to flexibly raise his hands and launch a sword light to hack at He Weiming.
"Ah!" He Weiming was directly hit by this sudden blow and flew 100 feet away. After he got up with difficulty, he showed an incredible expression on his face and pointed at Qian Lingzi.
Yi Tian only saw that Qian Lingzi's aura was weaker than before. The blood vessels on his hands bulged, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be operating a bit strangely.
He blurted out in surprise, "Spiritual power is going against the flow. It turns out that you can use this method to forcibly transfer spiritual power to resist an attack. But if you continue like this, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for your spiritual power to recover."
"Kid, you really have good eyesight. You are worthy of being the successor of that old guy, Ji Xuanyuan. However, I am the Inspector of the Upper Spiritual World. If you want my life, you will have to pay a huge price." Qian Lingzi laughed miserably.
He knew that this matter would not be solved so easily. Yi Tian looked at He Weiming and found that He Weiming was seriously injured by Qian Lingzi's attack. He was retreating to the side to recover. If he maintained the divine light of the Clear Sky Mirror, he wouldn't be able to attack effectively. After thinking about it, he put away the spirit weapon and took out a five-inch lamp.
"Purple Cloud Lamp, I'd like to see how much you've learned from Ji Xuanyuan." Qian Lingzi's upper body had been dyed red, and the effect of the reverse flow of vital essence had begun to appear, but he didn't care at all. He stared at Yi Tian in front of him with his divine thoughts.
Needless to say, he must have a deep understanding of the Lihuo Palace's moves. He knew that it was not easy to deal with this time, so even if he was injured, he didn't care so much.
Yi Tian didn't dare to be careless. The battle just now had consumed a lot of spiritual power. Now that he still had spiritual power to use the Lihuo Three Transformations, he had to take the risk. Furthermore, this was the only move he could use in the future.
Qian Lingzi's face didn't look good. When he saw Yi Tian take back his avatar, he thought that Yi Tian had run out of tricks. But when his gaze turned to the five-inch-long lamp, the face of the person in the formation tightened.
This was a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Li Fire Sect. Even in the Upper Spiritual Realm, many people knew about it. For a human inspector like Qian Lingzi, it was impossible that he didn't know the power of the Lihuo Palace's ultimate move.
Although it was in the lower realm and the power of the move was only at the level of Yuanying, with Qian Lingzi's current state, he might not be able to escape unscathed.
Following that, Qian Lingzi's gaze first swept across Yi Tian before landing on He Weiming. His mouth twitched as he hurriedly stretched out his hands to form a seal.
Opposite him, Yi Tian didn't know how Qian Lingzi would deal with it, but at this moment, he could only use the Purple Firmament Lamp in his hand to ignite a wisp of Nan Ming Li Fire in the middle of the lamp.
After concentrating the spiritual energy in his body into his hand, the Nanming Li Fire immediately became clear and bright. And the Purple Firmament Radiant Fire's scorching temperature roasted the space around Yi Tian, making it look like it was daytime under the scorching sun. In this space, with the Purple Firmament Lamp as the center, a fiery distortion of space was produced. It constantly pulled in the surrounding spiritual energy and devoured it for its own use.
As the spiritual energy whirlpool continued to expand, Yi Tian finished refining the spell in his hand. He glanced at Qian Lingzi and saw that he didn't have a trace of fear on his face. Instead, there was a cunning look in his eyes.
He was shocked. He knew that Qian Lingzi would never sit still and wait for death. There must be a countermeasure, but he couldn't detect what kind of countermeasure it would be for the time being.
He glanced at He Weiming from the corner of his eye, only to see a trace of golden light on his body at this time, which was incompatible with the attributes of his original demonic cultivator avatar.
Yi Tian's mouth twitched, and three drops of cold sweat dripped down his head. He couldn't help feeling sorry for not knowing why. Although he tried his best and even entrusted his primordial spirit Spiritual Nascent to the demonic cultivator avatar, how could Qian Lingzi give up this great opportunity?
At this time, Yi Tian regretted promising to bring He Weiming together. Now he was in a very passive position.
After thinking about it, he didn't say much and directly lowered his head to blow the Nan Ming Li Fire in the Purple Firmament Lamp. Suddenly, a wisp of white flame floated out from the wick of the lamp. After flashing a few times in the air, it directly appeared around Qian Lingzi.
Then he pointed at the wisp of true flame and said, "Explode". In an instant, the space around Qian Lingzi became distorted. The wisp of Nan Ming Li Fire swelled violently in an instant. After a breath, it turned into an explosive flame that swallowed everything within the range.
When the true flame dissipated, Yi Tian saw that Qian Lingzi's body had become scorched black. He stood there motionless in a completely defensive posture.
The armor on his body had already been burned to pieces, melting into large pieces and falling down to the ground. Suddenly, a golden light flashed out of Qian Lingzi's eyebrows. In the golden light was a fist-sized Spiritual Nascent body. After a flash, it actually went into the head of He Weiming's demonic cultivator avatar.
Seeing this situation, how could Yi Tian not know that Qian Lingzi was preparing to seize the body again, and his goal was also very clear. He Weiming cultivated the secret art of the Thousand Spirits Sect, so there was a flaw left by Qian Lingzi in his soul.
Therefore, whether it was He Weiming's real body or the demonic cultivator avatar, as long as there was his soul Yuanying, this flaw would not disappear. And in front of Qian Lingzi, it was like an obvious target that could be used at any time and anywhere.
After Qian Lingzi's Yuanying entered He Weiming's demonic cultivator avatar, there was an extremely painful expression on his face. His eyes burst out, but his mouth howled crazily, "You old monster actually left such a flaw in my cultivation method. Even if I die, I will not be assimilated by you again."
After that, he used all his strength to stretch out his right hand and take out a poisonous pill to swallow. But when he raised his hand halfway, he could no longer move it. At this time, Qian Lingzi's voice came from his mouth, "You unfilial disciple, you dare to offend your superior after learning my orthodoxy. Since you are still a little useful, I will not argue with you. After I swallow your soul and completely control your innate spirit body, no one here will be my opponent."
Yi Tian's face suddenly turned pale with fright. The worst situation had appeared. Now, he could only take the initiative to gain the upper hand. In the blink of an eye, the golden light on He Weiming's demonic cultivator body seemed to have suppressed the black Genuine Qi and was nibbling it away bit by bit.
But even if he took action, it was useless if he couldn't find the exact location of Qian Lingzi's Yuanying. While hesitating, He Weiming opened his mouth again and said, "Brother Yi, please do the next thing for me. Eliminate me and Qian Lingzi from this world together. I will point out the exact location of his Yuanying for you."
After that, the spiritual power around his body was frantically mobilized, and then a black demonic Qi came out from his dantian and rushed in the meridians in his body. At the same time, He Weiming's body became transparent. Yi Tian could see a black spiritual body and a golden spiritual body mixed together and gradually being swallowed.
The position was stable at the spiritual body's heart. Yi Tian saw that the opportunity couldn't be missed. He immediately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and forced the true flame on the Purple Night Lamp to be activated again. After three breaths, he teleported to the back of He Weiming's avatar. He stretched out his right index finger and swept the wick in the middle of the lamp. After taking out a wisp of white flame, he directly injected it into the heart.
A scream came from He Weiming's mouth, but it was obviously the cry of two people. Qian Lingzi's old wailing voice cried out miserably, "It's the God-Burning True Flame of the Li Fire Three Absolutes. If you go on like this, both of us will be burned to death by this flame. We will never have a chance to reincarnate."
Although He Weiming also wailed, there was a hint of joy and relief in his voice. He said angrily, "I can't get rid of your influence no matter what I do. Instead of being devoured by you, I'd rather die together with you. Fellow Daoist Yi, I'll leave the rest to you. You must kill all of Qian Lingzi's avatars."
Their voices became softer and softer, and finally, their voices were completely covered by the sound of the God-Burning True Flame. After Shaoqing burned He Weiming's doppelganger with a wisp of white flame, only an empty shell of an innate spirit body was left standing there motionlessly. Its eyes were filled with a blank look, and the spirit in the body had completely disappeared.
Just like that, the Nascent Soul and True Soul of Qian Lingzi, a mighty figure from the Upper Realm, were burned by his own True Soul Burning Flame. Even He Weiming, who came with him, was buried with him. Yi Tian's gaze swept over, and a helpless look appeared on his face. He sighed and said, "Dao friend He, rest in peace. I will do my best to fulfill your last wish."
As he said that, a greyish white chaotic light flew out from Qian Lingzi's body. The target of this greyish light was actually Yi Tian's body. Needless to say, this was Luo Que's remnant soul trying to take over Yi Tian's body after he exhausted all his strength.
At this time, Yi Tian felt that he no longer had any spirit power to resist. He had used the Li Fire Three Absolutes two times in a row, and his spirit power had already been overdrawn. Right now, he was no different from a mortal.
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